"You can't do this, Qinghe." Wei Huan was about to persuade him when he suddenly found that his palms and arms were wrapped with gauze. He could faintly sense the breath of fire, probably from burns. "What's going on? What happened to your hands?

Already?"

Yun Yongzhou didn't say anything, and neither did Qinghe. Coincidentally, Jingyun came in, and was a little surprised when he saw Wei Huan, "Ah..." He immediately changed his words, "Wei, Senior Wei."

"Don't call me that, Ah Heng is fine." Wei Huan asked, "Why are you here?"

Jingyun held the lunch box in his hand, "I've been there all along. I just went to buy food for Qinghe."

Wei Huan knew clearly after thinking about it that in this situation, only Jing Yun could stop Qing He from doing something stupid without hurting him too much. Jing Yun placed the lunch box in front of Qing He and took it apart layer by layer.

He opened the lid and said, "Qinghe, these are delicious and can be eaten by humans. You can eat some of them."

Jing Yun's statement made Wei Huan feel something was wrong, "He hasn't eaten?"

Jing Yun nodded worriedly, "I won't eat or drink water." He saw Wei Huan grabbing Qing He's wrist and added, "When Xie Tianfa went crazy before, Qing He jumped up and hugged his back.

, I was accidentally injured by the fox fire."

"That Xie Tianfa was particularly scary. He killed people on sight and almost strangled Qinghe to death. But he seemed to let go later and didn't attack Qinghe. I don't know if it was because he was a human being." As he spoke, Jing said.

Yun was a little doubtful again, "Or does he recognize Qinghe?"

This sentence seemed to trigger Qing He's switch. He anxiously defended himself, "He recognized me. He really recognized me. He didn't kill me. Don't you think I'm alive?"

Wei Huan saw the purple pinch marks on his neck and said coldly, "You have something to eat first, and we will discuss these matters later."

Qinghe refused with a hoarse voice, "I can't eat it."

"Are you crazy?" Wei Huan finally asked, "You Qinghe, you have survived for so many years and you just want to die here before him? In front of him?"

Qinghe gritted his teeth, and the muscles in his cheeks twitched faintly.

"I know you are sad," Wei Huan sighed, "but think clearly, he must be being taken advantage of by others. He has no reason and no room for thinking. If those people continue to brainwash him, he may kill more people.

There are many people. If you want to save him, you should also start with those who are taking advantage of him to find out what is going on and whether it is possible for him to recover his memory and sanity. He cannot do this by himself."

He held Qinghe's hand.

"Only you can save him."

The floor made a slapping sound, and Qinghe, who had his head hanging down, suddenly burst into tears. The last words Wei Huan said were like a pardon, forcing him to step back from the edge of collapse and wake up. He picked up the

Taking the lunch box, I used my injured hand to hold the chopsticks and put them into my mouth bit by bit. I wiped away the tears scribbled on the back of my hand, but the more I wiped them, the veins on my forehead popped out.

Wei Huan knew very well that Qing He gave birth to a skin that looked noble and fragile, but there was an unbreakable tenacity in his bones.

He doesn't need comfort, he just needs you to hold the only torch in the darkness and tell him that he hasn't arrived yet and has to leave.

That torch is Xie Tianfa.

Even if he crawls, he has to crawl to his side.

Qinghe struggled to swallow the food, and suddenly laughed while crying.

"Why do you think it's so difficult for me? Living is so difficult. I don't even dare to die." His voice was hoarse, but he still used the same joking tone as before, "I'm so pitiful." As he spoke,

He stopped laughing.

"I feel sorry for myself."

Wei Huan looked at him as if he was looking at himself who had just come back. He had nothing left and had to accept the charge of being a traitor. He was completely despondent at that time. But at that time, at least Yun Yongzhou gave him a hand and asked him to come out.

.

"Qinghe, I'm not pitiful or pitiful." Jingyun touched Qinghe's hand, "Don't worry, we will help you together. You see, even though he is like this now, at least he is still here. Before you

Didn't you think he was dead?" Jing Yun started to stutter unconsciously as soon as he said too much, "No, no, I'm not cursing him, I just think it's actually pretty good now. No, it's not good, it's just..."

Wei Huan looked at the effort and said, "He means that now is not the worst situation."

Jing Yun nodded vigorously several times as if looking at a savior.

"You said that you have never experienced anything in all these years, but now that he is back, you can't handle it." Wei Huan squeezed his shoulder, "Let's handle this big thing together."

Qinghe raised his eyes to look at Wei Huan, his eyes were red, "You don't hate him?"

Wei Huan lowered his eyes, "You were there when I saw him for the first time. You must have seen it. It would be a lie to say that I don't hate him." After saying that, he smiled and shook his head, "But after the impulse passed, I knew that I should

Who do you hate?" He raised his eyebrows, "There is no right or wrong in weapons. The fault lies only with those who make and use them." He knew what Qinghe was worried about, and he never thought of covering it up, so he looked at him openly.

.

"I'm also waiting for him to get better. I don't want my demon heart to die again."

He patted Qinghe's face with both hands and said, "We are both poor people from far away from each other. We just happened to know each other when we met. What kind of fate is this between Qinghai and Tibet?"

Jing Yun interrupted in a low voice, "Oh, when will I become so good at talking..."

"In a dream." The smile on Wei Huan's face faded a little and became more solemn.

"Qinghe, I won't say such false nonsense that you should live for yourself. Using this method to persuade you to come out is actually just to show my profound righteousness. I know what you want to live for,

You know that too, right?"

Qinghe nodded with difficulty.

"Then go and try your best to get him back."

Qinghe looked at him as if looking into a mirror. He could see his confusion, struggle and repetition in it, and he could also see the self that would be more transparent in the future.
Chapter completed!